I recently heard this song for the first time and have listened to it over and over. This is love. I pick up a broken comb Run it through my thin grey hair Though I don’t have any plans tonight I’m not going anywhere Well, I should’ve seen this coming Don’t know why I’m surprised Every vessel on its way down Takes with it the captain’s lifeThough I’m blind, my dear, I see The parade goes on without me My body aches, my mind, it weeps For you, for youTonight I’m locked outside my building Guess I must have lost the keys So I’ll sit here on the sidewalk Let the snow fall on my knees And if I made it to a payphone I don’t know who I would call So for now I close my eyes and rest My crooked back against the wall I read that old men will see visions Young men will follow dreams I believed it when I read it I see your face in everything Now your honey …

I just watched Titanic (again). It is just as moving the 5th or 6th time watching as it was the first. Maybe more because I get to see all the little details that are sometimes missed in a movie so awesome and rich with characters story and scenery alike. As the boat was going down and they showed all the people- some still clinging on to their suitcases, money and belongings, some clinging to each other, the couple who stayed in the bed, the mother who read to her children one last time, the captain who went down with his ship and the many who were scrambling to survive- I wondered what I would do in a situation like that. Would I be grace under fire or scramble for my life? Would I accept my fate as death and be at peace? I felt so sad when Jack died. They were so young. And so many real young people died in the real Titanic. Such a tragedy. But as a love story it was truly beautiful. …